Beedie - DJ Pimp (Freestyle) lyrics

Hey Pimp! What up DJ Pimp? The Ill Spoken East End Empire Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania all the way to France Lets go [Verse 1: Mac Miller] It ain't nothing to stunt when you rap like the kid do Kick you in the face, taijutsu sh**, you ain't smokin like I'm smokin, boy my piff's blue High with my dogs while you posing with some shih tzu Not an issue, I'm going right past you Flowing like my cash do, y'all be eating cat food The way I spit leave you still like a statue Boy I got nine lives like a cat do Flow's nuts call it cashew The castle of Pittsburgh, twisting miraculous k**er Up in Pittsburgh, down to France With some honeys and they no pants The big money, living like a king money Dream 'bout what you like but don't take a thing from me I can tell your mommy, your auntie, and your uncle I come with music, real smooth with that funk soul [Verse 2: Beedie] Yeah, I move it like a trooper do Two for two, dude for dude Ain't nobody out who do this sh** like I do It's like I'm through with the Subaru Honda Civic, not Pacific Opposite of everybody hoppin' on my dick, I said it Better slide, get inside before I set aside Little slither on the gra**, like a snake so sly My brain so high, this plane flew by I ain't got a chain, but my chain so fly We the same old guys, you lame-o s**ers Heard we coming up in the game You motha' f**ers mad at me Don't be mad cause we better I blast for the weight, f*ggots fast for the chedder But smashin' the haze, flash the light ask for Christ I ain't going out without a ma**ive fight ba*tards bite what I spit on the mic So why you dudes trying to get up in my shoes? I'm just livin' my life. (It's my life)